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Tonight’s series of dreams was a rollercoaster of a ride. There were lot’s of weird things played out from my memories racing back and forth.

1. I see a blackboard that doubles as a computer screen, set in the tabletop position; a 3D racecar game is being played. One race was lost, another was won, the tracks are very detailed, trees, sky, weather, and all. After the race a top view of the track is shown and the users car is moving around the track.

2. A family has an argument over the board saying it’s been turned into things that are not meant for it. The daughter thinks she should be the next to say what the board should be. The lights turn on and the board turns out to be a white wood table with the chalk marks visible on it. The room seems to be my first bedroom in the Baker St. house, the first room on the left when the house is viewed from the front.

3. Shot of a junky, dusty apartment room, sunlight coming through an open window. A swivel board is standing up on legs.

4. Survivor playing out. Contestants arguing with each other. Shot from the top of a contestant going down a wooden ladder to the island below; water is nearby (an area on Donkey Kong Isle in the “64” game?)

5. Shot of a silver luxury car in a parking lot at night. I want to take turns driving the nice car (a Lexus I think). I climb into the drivers seat (from the backseat) and start to pull out, Jack saying things like “be careful”. Turning the car around, I am rather reckless at first, braking and gasing and swerving, but then I get the hang of it and am pulling out the entrance onto the road – I think out of the laundry mat or Denny’s parking lot. I abbreviated the three pedals (shot of them at my feet). Why there are three I’m not sure.

6. I am in a curving hallway that has walls decorated with pink stuff, walking with a bunch of nurses in scrubs. Jennifer Aniston is there.

7. I am running down a combination of Teft Rd and Erie Rd. at night (from a third person POV, from my back). I have very little clothes on. I make it to the corner of Marietta and the bus comes around and turns onto it. I stop…

8. At a school (Erie Rd. living room) making paper mache stuff, Christmas decorations, what not, (secretly) shooting a video. The lights are off in the living room but on in the dining room which still has that table.

9. I get very attracted to this girl (Andrea from The Walking Dead). I end up having sex with her right there in front of everyone and no one seems to care. It’s actually a shot of a doll getting its panties pulled down and showing its anatomically correct girl part that initiates the scene. “Andrea” kept her shirt on. I think about having a threesome with another girl in a white dress with red polka dots or apples on the skirt portion (That girl from the T-Mobile commercial that stands in the middle?). I pull up her dress and touch her there. I begin pumping my part in front of “Andrea”. She has her mouth open, waiting for me to unload on her. Then it is over and I am cleaning up the place, picking up pennies, nickels, dimes off the floor. As I pick up a penny around a table leg I see Brett Sherwood. Well at least I’m not gay, I think to myself, since Brett kind of thought I was back at the Career Center.

10. Then we are in a science lab that looks like the one either at Baker College or Western HIgh. There are tables with sinks built into them, and cabinets around the walls with counters below. I see Andrea and there is this awkward staring moment because she and I know that what we did is hard to talk about. Then a shot of the class. I’m in the back, looking around autisticly. Then a shot of the TV (from my POV) and the video being played. I am hoping they didn’t film the sex scenes, but that is never found out…

In my mind I was thinking about various people and things that seem to keep popping up in my dreams: Erie Road, Baker Street, schools, girls named Andrea, and other stuff that relates to certain points in my life.

It amazes me of the sheer number of articles and blogs out there related to the study of dreams and recording them. I am happy to say I am not the only one who has become interested in this fascinating exploration activity. Until recently, I thought this was a thing that not many people paid attention to, besides doing research. It turns out that after I started to keep track of my multiple, growing night visions, a new world opened up for me, one that was full of surprises and new discoveries. The idea of lucid dreaming, being aware that you are dreaming and being able to manipulate and alter the course of the dream, is something that I recently struck upon in an article on dreamviews.com

Some of the misconceptions that people have about lucid dreaming are presented. It is not a new thing; it goes back at least a thousand years, the ancient Egyptians even experiencing it, thinking it was a special message from above. You don’t need to rely on God and the Holy Spirit to be lucid as well. Lucid dreaming isn’t really taking you into a new world, it all occurs while you are sleeping and video games are more ‘out of this world’ than your own nightly escapades. I believe I have had a few lucid dreams where I wanted to control the outcome or perhaps extend the dream so I could see what happens next instead of it having a loose end. There was a time when I very interested in the scene going on and the only way for it to continue was for me to take control and add my own spin to the events. There are limitations to this of course. I can only alter what is available and I cannot add anything new to the environment. I can only ‘move’ the character that is essentially me (from my point of view). Now if I was very experienced with lucidity I would be able to control almost anything in the dream but basically the surrounding environment ‘springs up’ randomly wherever I go in the dream. It is nice to see the dream play out on its own, without any interference, but when I really get caught up in it, the events feel like a wild rollercoaster ride that doesn’t seem to want to stop. Sometimes I can actually feel my head and heart pounding from the exhilarating sensations happening in my subconscious. One dream, or perhaps nightmare, that I will explain in a later post, involved me running through a bunch of houses and then seeing my dad sinking into a swamp with rats crawling over him, with me walking ahead in the distance thinking he was just a burden anyway. There also were a few dreams about cancer, one where my uncle told my sister that her friend will “get cancer on your birthday” with no hesitation at all, like it was a solid fact. Another one involved me witnessing a bloody execution and then running out afraid that I was next on the chopping block. I’m not quite sure how all of these dreams come about but it seems to come from how I am thinking at the time, my emotions, and what has happened recently in my life.

If you have been following my dream blog, the dreams I recorded so far are from as far back as November 2013. I am basically going in order of dreams recorded, from the oldest to the most recent entry, fixing up things and making it look polished and complete. I hope to continue to get better at analyzing and making sense of the images and sounds I encounter. Putting all of these wonderful experiences I envision while in the dreamscape into a sort of picture storybook would be the ultimate. It does get a little boring and discouraging when I am not having any new dreams to record but I guess if I start getting quality sleep again I will get back on the amazing run of dreams that I was having in the past. And that had never happened at any time during my teenage years or early childhood. This is a phenomenon that maybe signifies that my brain has evolved or matured to be able to draw upon its own memories to create an interesting world where there are no rules or laws of physics. It is my own personal dreamland and I am free to invite anyone or anything into it, not always on my own accord.